Eternal Arena

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, The Colosseum stands, a timeless stage. A witness to history, it holds the day, And echoes with the roar of the age. As sunset's fire dances on its stone, The city's pulse beats strong and free. A symbol of power, of glory known, It stands, a testament to humanity. In its ancient heart, stories unfold, Of triumph and defeat, of dreams and gold. A place where legends rise, where heroes are told, And the spirit of Rome forever holds. As night descends, and lights begin to shine, The Colosseum glows, a beacon divine. A bridge between past and present time, It stands, a monument sublime.